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way back then - jdrly lyrics

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[intro]
it was way back then
heartbeat skippin’ a beat
stress levels on ten out of ten
check my phone, i’m still at my friends’
i think i smoked too much
feel that weight in my lungs
feel veins filling with blood
ain’t it mad how i rose from the mud

[hook]
so i took me a trip and i came right back
when i was late to school, had thoughts ’bout all of the tunes i slapped
had thoughts ’bout all of the man i’ve lapped
thought i was gonna be nothing
turned nothing to something
turned pain ’round in numbers, no one knows what feeling numb is
man i feel that fomo
puttin’ the mileage on go mode
i’m an a*list baby, doin’ it lately, feelin’ pro bro
man i’m too conflicted
come check what jd did
he just bе makin’ a slapper
doin’ it dapper, feelin’ heatеd
fingers cold in the winter
feelin’ the cold it’s splinter
i ain’t psych like david
maybe, puttin ’em all in a sprinter
puttin’ em all in a box
do it for fame and game’s on lock
doin’ it different
different, never stop
[bridge]
it was way back then
heartbeat skippin’ a beat
stress levels on ten out of ten
check my phone, i’m still at my friends’
i think i smoked too much
feel that weight in my lungs
feel veins filling with blood
ain’t it mad how i rose from the mud

[hook]
so i took me a trip and i came right back
when i was late to school, had thoughts ’bout all of the tunes i slapped
had thoughts ’bout all of the man i’ve lapped
thought i was gonna be nothing
turned nothing to something
turned pain ’round in numbers, no one knows what feeling numb is
man i feel that fomo
puttin’ the mileage on go mode
i’m an a*list baby, doin’ it lately, feelin’ pro bro
man i’m too conflicted
come check what jd did
he just be makin’ a slapper
doin’ it dapper, feelin’ heated
fingers cold in the winter
feelin’ the cold it’s splinter
i ain’t psych like david
maybe, puttin ’em all in a sprinter
puttin’ em all in a box
do it for fame and game’s on lock
doin’ it different
different, never*
[outro]
it was way back then
heartbeat skippin’ a beat
stress levels on ten out of ten
check my phone, i’m still at my friends’
i think i smoked too much
feel that weight in my lungs
feel veins filling with blood
ain’t it mad how i rose from the mud

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